National Association forPrimary EducationFestival Songbook

2016

Oklahoma

O-klahoma,Where the wind comes sweepin’ down the plain,And the wavin’ wheat can sure smell sweetWhen the wind comes right behind the rain.

O-klahoma,Ev’ry night my honey lamb and ISit alone and talkAnd watch a hawk makin’ lazy circles in the sky.

We know we belong to the land,And the land we belong to is grand!And when we say yeeow!A yip-i-o-ee-ay!We’re only sayin’:You’re doin’ fine,Oklahoma, Oklahoma, OK.Yeeow! (2nd time only)(twice)

Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, music by Richard Rodgers© Copyright (c) 1943 by Williamson Music, a Division of Rodgers &

Hammerstein:An Imagem Company

Copyright renewedThis arrangement Copyright (c) 2015 by Williamson Music,

A Division of Rodgers & Hammerstein: an Imagem CompanyInternational Copyright Secured All rights reserved

Reprinted by permission of Hal Leonard Corporation

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Food Glorious Food!

Food, glorious food! Hot sausage and mustard!While we’re the mood, cold jelly and custard!Pease pudding and saveloys!”What next?” is the question?Rich gentlemen have it boys, in-dye-ges-tion!Food, glorious food! We’re anxious to try it,Three banquets a day, our favourite diet.Just picture a great big steak, fried, roasted or stewed.Oh, food, wonderful food, marvellous food, glorious food.

Food, glorious food! Don’t care what it looks likeBurnt, underdone, crude,Don’t care what the cook’s like.Just thinking of growing fat, our senses are reeling,One moment of knowing that full up feeling!Food, glorious food! What wouldn’t we give for,That extra bit more, that’s all that we live forWhy should we be fated to do nothing but brood onFood, magical food, wonderful food, marvellous food,Fabulous food, beautiful food, glorious food.

Words and music by Lionel Bart©

Reproduced by permission of Lakeview Music Publishers Co Ltd

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My Favourite Things

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,Bright copper kettles and warm woollen mittens,Brown paper packages tied up with strings,These are a few of my favourite things.

Cream coloured ponies and crisp apple strudels,Doorbells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles,Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings,These are a few of my favourite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashesSnowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashesSilver white winters that melt into springsThese are a few of my favourite things.

When the dog bites,When the bee stings,When I’m feeling sad,I simply remember my favourite things.And then I don’t feel so bad.

from THE SOUND OF MUSIC Lyrics by Oscar Hammerstein II, music byRichard Rodgers

© Copyright (c) 1959 by Richard Rodgers and Oscar Hammerstein IICopyright renewed

This arrangement Copyright (c) 2015 by by Williamson MusicWilliamson Music, a Division of Rodgers & Hammerstein: an Imagem

Company,Owner of publications and allied rights throughout the world

International Copyright Secured All rights reservedReprinted by permission of Hal Leonard Corporation

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Feed The Birds

Early each day to the steps of St Paul’sThe little old bird woman comes.In her own special way to the people she calls,”Come, buy my bags full of crumbs:Come feed the little birds, show them you care,You’ll be so glad if you do,Their young ones are hungry, their nests are so bare;All it takes is tuppence from you.

Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.Feed the birds,” that’s what she criesWhile overhead, her birds fill the skies.

All around the cathedral the saints and apostlesLook down as she sells her wares.Although you can’t see it,You know they are smilingEach time, someone shows that they care.

Though her words are simple and few,Listen, listen, she’s calling to you:”Feed the birds, tuppence a bag,Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.Tuppence, tuppence, tuppence a bag.”

Words and music by Richard M Sherman and Robert B Sherman©Reproduced by permission of Faber Music Ltd

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Bare Necessities

Look for the bare necessities, the simple bare necessities,Forget about your worries and your strife.I mean the bare necessities, or Mother Nature’s recipesThat bring the bare necessities of life.

Wherever I wander, wherever I roam,I couldn’t be fonder of my big home.The bees are buzzin’ in the treeTo make some honey just for me.When you look under the rocks and plants,And take a glance at the fancy antsThen maybe try a few!The bare necessities of life will come to you,They’ll come to you.

BandThe bare necessities of life will come to you,Will come to you.

Look for the bare necessities, the simple bare necessities,Forget about your worries and your strife.I mean the bare necessities,That’s why a bear can rest at easeWith just the bare necessities of life.

When you pick a pawpaw, or a prick(e)ly pearAnd you prick a raw paw, next time beware.Don’t pick the prick(e)ly pear by paw;When you pick a pear try to use the claw,But you don’t need to use the clawWhen you pick a pear of the big pawpaw.Have I given you a clue?

The bare necessities of life will come to you,Will come to you, will come to you.The bare necessities of life will come to you.

Words and music by Terry Gilkyson, © Reproduced by permission of FaberMusic Ltd

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You spotted snakes

You spotted snakes with double tongue,Thorny hedgehogs, be not seen;Newts and blind worms, do no wrong;Come not near our fairy Queen:

Philomel, with melody,Sing in our sweet lullaby;Philomel, with melody,Sing in our sweet lullaby;Lulla, lulla, lullaby;Sing in our sweet lullaby:Lulla, lulla, lullaby;Sing in our sweet lullaby:Never harm, nor spell, nor charm,Come our lovely lady nigh;

Weaving spiders, come not here;Hence, you long legg’d spinners hence:Beetles black, approach not near;Worms, nor snail, do no offence.

Philomel, with melody,Sing in our sweet lullaby;Philomel, with melody,Sing in our sweet lullaby;Lulla, lulla, lullaby;Sing in our sweet lullaby:Lulla, lulla, lullaby;Sing in our sweet lullaby:Never harm, nor spell, nor charm,Come our lovely lady nigh;So goodnight with lullaby, with lullaby.

Words by William Shakespeare and music by Richard Harris © Reproducedby permission of Richard Harris

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Peace and love and harmony

Weave a magic spell,Now you know that all will soon be well.Think that you were dreaming here tonight,Now you know that all will soon be right,And there’ll soon be peace and love and harmony.That’s what we want to see for youAnd see for me and everyoneSo wait until tomorrow there’ll be no more sorrow.

We must pass the message round.Feel the magic in the ground.Send all evil spells away,No more mischief here today.Turn things back as they should be:Peace and love and harmony.

Words by William Shakespeare and music by Jeannie Harrison © Reproducedby permission of Jeannie Harrison

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Three Witches

Witch 1 prattling : Thrice the brinded cat hath meowed.Witch 2 cackling : Thrice and once, the hedge-pig whined.

Witch 3 shrieking : Harpier cries: –‘tis time! ‘tis time!

Round about the cauldron go;In the poisoned entrails throwToad, that under cold stone,Days and nights has thirty-one;

Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Fillet of a fenny snake,In the cauldron boil and bake;Eye of newt, and toe of frog,Wool of bat, and tongue of dog,

Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.

Adder’s fork, and blind-worm’s sting,Lizard’s leg, and owlet’s wing,For a charm of powerful trouble,Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.

Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.Double, double toil and trouble;Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.Ha! Ha!

Witches screaming : Cool it with a baboon’s blood,Then the charm is firm and good.

Words by William Shakespeare, music by Kevin Stannard © Reproduced bypermission of Kevin Stannard

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Dona Nobis Pacem

Do-na no-bis pa-cem, pa-cemDo-na no-bis pa-cem.Do-na no-bis pa-cem.Do-na no-bis pa-cem.Do-na no-bis pa-cem.Do-na no-bis pa-cem.

Traditional

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Peixe Vivo

Co-mo pode um pei-xe vi-voVi-ver for-a d’ag-ua fri-a?Co-mo pode um pei-xe vi-voVi-ver for-a d’ag-ua fri-a?Co-mo po-der-ei vi-verCo-mo po-der-ei vi-verSem a tu-a, sem a tu-a,Sem a tu-a, com-pan-hi-a?Sem a tu-a, sem a tu-a,Sem a tu-a, com-pan-hi-a?

Os pas-tor-es dessa al dei-aJa me fa-zem zom-ba-ri-aOs pas-tor-es dessa al dei-aJa me fa-zem zom-ba-ri-aPor me ve-rem ass-im chor-an-doPor me ve-rem ass-im chor-an-doSem a tu-a, sem a tu-a,Sem a tu-a, com-pan-hi-a?Sem a tu-a, sem a tu-a,Sem a tu-a, com-pan-hi-a?

Pronunciation Coe-moe par-doe pe-shay vee-voeVee-vair for-ah dag-wa free-ahCoe-moe par-doe pe-shay vee-voeVee-vair for-ah dag-wa free-ahCoe-moe poe-dair-ay vee-vairCoe-moe poe-dair-ay vee-vairSeng ah too-ah, seng ah too-ahSeng ah too-ah, com-pan-yee-ahSeng ah too-ah, seng ah too-ahSeng ah too-ah, com-pan-yee-ah

Oss-pars-tour-ess dess-arl dee-ahShar may far-zem zom-bar-ree-ahOss-pars-tour-ess dess-arl dee-ahShar may far-zem zom-bar-ree-ah

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Pour may ver-rem ass-eem shor-an-doePour may ver-rem ass-eem shor-an-doeSeng ah too-ah, Seng ah too-ahSeng ah too-ah, com-pan-yee-ahSeng ah too-ah, Seng ah too-ahSeng ah too-ah, com-pan-yee-ah

traditional Brazilian

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Senzenina

Sen-ze-ni-na, sen-ze-ni-na.Sen-ze-ni-na, sen-ze-ni-na.Sen-ze-ni-na, sen-ze-ni-na.Sen-ze-ni-na, sen-ze-ni-na.

So-za-ma-na, e-sur-i-ni.So-za-ma-na, e-sur-i-ni.So-za-ma-na, e-sur-i-ni.So-za-ma-na, e-sur-i-ni.

traditional South African

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Many shades of blue

If you stand and watch the sky all day and night,If you stand and watch the sky in the changing light,You can see it’s sometimes dark and sometimes bright,There are many, many shades of blue.Colours in the morning, colours in the evening,Colours in the clouds where the sun shines through,Colours up above and colours down below,There are many, many shades of blue.

If you stand and watch the sea all day and night,If you stand and watch the sea in the changing light.You can see it’s sometimes dark and sometimes bright,There are many, many shades of blue.Colours in the morning, colours in the evening,Colours in the waves where the fish swim through,Colours up above and colours down below,There are many, many shades of blue.There are many, many shades of blue.

Descant Co-lours when the sun shines through.Ma-ny different shades of blue.

Words and music by Chris Williams,(c)Christopher Williams

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Oh what a wonderful scene

Oh what a wonderful scene, the rainbow overhead:Violet, indigo, blue and green,Yellow, orange and red!This is my promise to you,The rainbow overhead:Violet, indigo, blue and green,All the colours that lie betweenViolet, indigo, blue and green,Yellow, orange and red!

Oh what a wonderful scene, the rainbow overhead:Violet, indigo, blue and green,All the colours that lie betweenViolet, indigo, blue and green,Yellow, orange and red!

You’ll see the rainbow in the sky,You’ll know God’s words are true;Go forth! Increase! and multiply!

ByTwo by two by two by two byTwo by two by two by two byTwo by two by two by two byTwo by two by two by two by two.

By two by two by two by two byTwo by two by two.Go forth, increase and multiply!Go forth, increase and multiply!By two by two by two by two byTwo by two by

Two by two by two by two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by twoBy two by two by

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Two by two by two by two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by twoBy two by two by two by two.

Words by Michael Flanders,music by Joseph Horowitz© Copyright (c) 1970 Novelllo and Company Limited All rights reserved

International Copyright SecuredReprinted by permission of Novello and Company Limited

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Purple people eater

Well, I saw the thing a-comin’ out of the sky,It had one long horn and one big eye.I commenced to shakin’ and I said,’Ooh-wee,It looks like a Purple People Eater to me.’

chorus 1 It was aOne-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ Purple People Eater,One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ Purple People Eater,One-eyed, one-horned, flyin’ Purple People Eater,Sure looked strange to me.

Well, he came down to earth and he lit in a tree,I said,’ Mister Purple People Eater, don’t eat me.’I heard him say in a voice so gruff,’I wouldn’t eat you cause you’re so tough.’

chorus 2 Well bless my soul, rock ’n’ roll,Flyin’ Purple People Eater,Pigeon-toed, under-growed, flyin’ Purple People Eater,He wears short shorts, friendly little People Eater,What a sight to see.

I said, ’Mister Purple People Eater, what’s your line?’He said, ’Eatin’ purple people, and it sure is fine,But that’s not the reason that I came to land,I wanna get a job in a rock ’n’ roll band.’

chorus 1

And then he swung from the tree and he lit on theground,

And he started to rock, a really rockin’ around.It was a crazy ditty with a swingin’ tune,Singa bop bapa loop a lap a loom bam boom.

chorus 2

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Well he went on his way and then what-a you know,I saw him last night on a TV show.He was blowin’ it out, really knockin’ ’em dead.Rock ’n’ roll music going round in his head.

chorus 1

Words and Music by Sheb Wooley(c) 1958, Reproduced by permission of EMI Music London WIF 9LD

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Sometime, somewhere

Where the mountains touch the skyAnd the snows are gleaming white;Where the winds so gently sigh,And the world is filled with light:

chorus Sometime, somewhere there will come a day:Sometime, somewhere, I’ll be on my way.

Where the breakers wash the shoreAnd the sea is deep and blue;Where the mewing seagulls soarAnd the sand is ever-new:

chorus Sometime, somewhere there will come a day:Sometime, somewhere, I’ll be on my way.

Where the fields are fresh and greenAnd the hedgerow sweet with briar;Where the hawthorns gently leanAnd the stream is shot with fire:

chorus Sometime, somewhere there will come a day:Sometime, somewhere, I’ll be on my way.

Where a silence fills the nightAnd the moon hangs in the sky;Where the stars are diamond-brightAnd the clouds go drifting by:

chorus Sometime, somewhere there will come a day:Sometime, somewhere, I’ll be on my way,On my way.

Words and music by Sue Stevens© Copyright (c) 1981 EMI Music Publishing Ltd.

This arrangement Copyright (c) 2015 by EMI Music Publishing LtdAll Rights Administered by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, 424 Church

Street, Suite1200 Nashville, TN 37219

International Copyright Secured All rights reservedReprinted by permission of Hal Leonard Corporation

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Believe

When I look up to the stars,There’s a burning deep inside meAnd I feel a power growing in my soul.There is something I can sense,Deep within a dream to guide me,And I know that I am reaching for my goal.

chorus I can do anything at all,I can climb the highest mountain,I can feel the ocean calling wild and free.I can be anything I want,With this hope to drive me onward,If I can just believe in me.

When the skies are dark and grey,We still know the sun is shining:Though it’s out of sight, its light is glowing still.And as long as I believe,There is nothing I can’t wish for;Not a dream that I’m unable to fulfil.

chorus I can do anything at all,I can climb the highest mountain,I can feel the ocean calling wild and free.I can be anything I want,With this hope to drive me onward,If I can just believe in me.

And whatever it takes I’ll find it somehow;Whatever it needs I’ll show I’m strong.Whatever it takes I’ll make it happen:Finding out where I belong.

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While the world is spinning round,I can sometimes lose directionAnd I know how hard it is to find my way.But with friends around to care,There is nothing I can’t handle,And I’ll face the future treasuring each day.

chorus I can do anything at all,I can climb the highest mountain,I can feel the ocean calling wild and free.I can be anything I want,With this hope to drive me onward,If I can just believe in me.

By kind permission of Lin Marsh and TCB Music Publishing Ltd

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World in Union

There’s a dream I feel, so rare so real;All the world in union, the world as one.Gathering together one mind, one heart;Every creed, every colour once joined, never apart.Searching for the best in me,I will find what I can be,If I win, lose or draw, there’s a winner in us all.It’s the world in union, the world as one;As we climb to reach our destiny, a new age has begun.

We face high mountains, must cross rough seas,We must take our place in history and live with dignity.Just to be the best I can,Sets the goal of every man.If I win, lose or draw, it’s a victory for all.It’s the world in union, the world as one;As we climb to reach our destiny,A new age has begun.

It’s the world in union, the world as one;As we climb to reach our destiny,A new. . . age. . . has. . . be. . . gun.It’s the world, the world in unionA new. . . age. . . has. . . be. . . gun.

Words by Charlie Skarbek, music by Gustav Holst, arranged by CharlieSkarbek Published by Bucks Music Group Ltd on behalf of P. S. Songs Limited

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